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Jazzmatazz (Guru Tribute) by Jay Electronica from the album Act II: Patients of Nobility

[Martin Luther King Jr.]

Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land!

And so I'm happy, tonight.

I'm not worried about anything.

I'm not fearing any man!

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!

[Jay Electronica]

Boom bash dash

I had to break, I had to get away

Pack my bags, headed for Greyhound, it was a Monday

Time to start my mission

I felt that burning feeling in my soul, I had to listen

I had this recurring dream from the stage and the suit with a fade

I had set the game ablaze and they threw me a parade

I stacked a little change and took my family out the caves

But I was trapped in a maze like a lab rat

And at the bottom of barrel where they keep the crabs at

No Geico, no Aflac, nothing to fall back on

But the streets where niggas cussed out the police and sold their crack on

Better known as back home, where they treat the Arabs and the Spanish and the Blacks wrong

There he go with that song, you may be tired but I spit what I'm inspired

From the Lord of the worlds 'cause the Devil is a liar

[Tone Trezure]

Say, I've seen the lightning flashing (yes I did)

And I've seen the thunder roar,

But you can't (you can't keep me down for long)

Because I'm getting stronger (Because I keep getting stronger)

[Jay Electronica]

My style is like a shot of Jack Daniels, a baby grand piano

Lightening Hopkin, smokin' cigs, strummin' on the banjo

The son of man's the son of a gun with hella ammo

Sheriffs shootin' Bob Marley, John J Rambo

Six sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramids say we all Allah's children

Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal them

They silence you with force and then indoctrinate the children

Yo Gabba Gabba, Ahmadinejad a blow up your apartment if you don't observe the Sabbath

I look the devil in his eye and say abracadabra

Then drown 'em in the mighty light his brain couldn't fathom

Scrappin' every day, just like fight club, a thriller and a smooth criminal like Mike was.

[Tone Trezure]

Say, I've seen the lightning flashing (yes I did)

And I've seen the thunder roar,

But you can't (you can't keep me down for long)

Because I'm getting stronger (Because I keep getting stronger)